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Ning Qing narrowed her eyes slightly, remembering the information revealed by Miss Chengya in her heart, showing a lack of interest on her face, and quickly left Glazed Square without stopping, heading straight to the east of the city.

After asking the passers-by for the specific direction, Ning Qing successfully found Tianhe Eighth Alley. Turning in, she saw the extremely elegantly decorated "Lingya" and the bustling customers coming and going at the entrance of the shop.

Business is booming.

Ning Qing rolled her eyes at the door of the store, and a smile of interest was raised on her lips.

This is obviously a refining shop, but it has been repaired like a garden in the south of the Yangtze River. With the plaque written so freely that even the shop owner's mother can't recognize it, not to mention the artistic style, it makes Ning Qing feel that she has become a real person. Illiterate old man.

What's even more interesting is that every detail of this store's decoration is a small part of a large scale that fits the formation. Finally, with the attic in the center of the garden as the eye of the formation, it really forms a defense force that is terrifyingly strong. array.

It is rare to see this kind of shop that directly spreads the details of the formation in front of others. Before Ning Qing could feel the artistic accomplishment of the shop owner, he was staggered by the strong man who squeezed over from behind. If he hadn't helped him in time The wall, maybe it will stumble.

The strong man in the soul-cultivation period glanced contemptuously at Ning Qing who had suffered an indiscriminate disaster, sneered lowly, and then looked at the facade of Lingya.

"Hey, if I hadn't known that this store was called 'Lingya', I would have thought that the owner had given it an ingenious name called Ghost Painting Talisman." He muttered in a rough voice, and the strong man rolled his eyes. Three steps and two steps walked to the door of the store, opened the door and went straight in.

Ning Qing twitched the corners of her mouth, lit a dozen candles for the brave man who dared to make arrangements for his master, and then watched him be thrown out of the shop by the master in a simple and rude manner.

The retribution came so quickly, the contempt and wantonness on the face of the strong man who fell into the mud hadn't receded, and it was mixed with shock and bewilderment in an instant.

The pain brought him back to his senses. Seeing many people pointing at him, he blushed with anger and shouted loudly: "What are you looking at, be careful that Grandpa poached your eyes!"

When the crowd of onlookers heard such a threat, the low-level people hurriedly looked away and suppressed the sarcasm on their lips, while the high-level people didn't talk nonsense with the strong man, and directly used a small plan to overturn him and kick him out of the alley.

The burly man rolled several times on the ground in a daze, and rolled out of the alley even more in a daze. He bumped into something, and couldn't help but let out a miserable scream, which made the hairs of those who heard it stand on end.

The people who did it were too ruthless. Many people were a little afraid. After a few careful glances, they didn't dare to continue to spy. They restrained their minds and continued with their previous actions.

Ning Qing also glanced at the cultivator who was doing the work, and saw that he was handsome and handsome, wearing a white Taoist robe that is popular nowadays, with mysterious runes embroidered with silver thread on the robe, and immediately knew that he was a rich man from a big family. people.

Her eyes twirled on the folding fan in his hand that was emitting a faint gray light, feeling the coercion coming from him, Ning Qing's heart shivered, and she suddenly felt that this person's identity might have something to say.

Lowering her head, Ning Qing made the same fearful gesture as the others, and trotted into Lingya's yard, and only pretended to breathe a sigh of relief until she was out of the man's sight.

"I don't know who that person is, it's really scary." Ning Qing looked scared and whispered to himself, actually asking his family's well-informed Ning Gousheng.

As expected, Ning Gousheng would not disappoint Ning Qing, so he went straight to answer Ning Qing's doubts: it was a ghost cultivator.

Ghost repair!It's ghost repair again!A look of surprise flashed across Ning Qing's eyes, but he controlled it in a blink of an eye, carefully let go of this topic, and continued to move forward calmly, walking into the small attic in the center of Lingya.

The person who came to receive him in the small attic was a young servant with an ordinary appearance. Only when he smiled, there was a small dimple on his cheek, which made people feel cute.

The servant probably inquired about Ning Qing's requirements for refining, and quickly took out a few pieces of jade slips, and introduced suitable refiners to Ning Qing one by one: "The magic weapon that the senior wants to refine is probably not as good as the refiner's craftsmanship. They are closely related. There are several grades of refiners recommended here, and you can choose according to your own needs."

As he spoke, he gave Ning Qing a detailed introduction of all the craftsmen mentioned in the jade slips.

Ning Qing nodded, and directly put aside the jade slips of the low-level and high-level craftsmen.

Of course, there is nothing to say about the level of high-level craftsmen, but they have high vision and are very arrogant. First, they may not be willing to refine such unskilled things as gavels. Second, these masters often have a flash of inspiration and directly improve The magic weapon entrusted by the guests made many lucky people ecstatic.

But Ning Qing didn't need to improve it. The gavel tree was a magic weapon that he would use for the rest of his life. In the final analysis, Ning Qing had to polish its characteristics by himself.

Because of these concerns, even if the initial quality of the gavel is closely related to the refiner, Ning Qing will not choose a too advanced refiner.

Similarly, Ning Qing would not choose low-level craftsmen, no matter how cheap their rewards are.

After carefully looking at the jade slips of intermediate craftsmen, Ning Qing picked out a craftsman who was rigorous and conscientious, but the price was so high because of his rigid behavior, and told the boy that he had taken a fancy to this person.

The servant didn't change his attitude because of Ning Qing's suspected behavior of being shy, and he was still warm and polite, leading Ning Qing to the reception room of the craftsman.

The craftsman is a very serious middle-aged cultivator. After listening to Ning Qing's request, he opened the storage bag Ning Qing handed him, with a look of astonishment on his face: "This is Bi Yuexia." Scorched wood? 800 million years old?!"

Ning Qing pretended not to care much, but the pride in her eyes revealed a different kind of information, and she said in a very modest tone: "Master's eyesight is really useless, this is indeed the 800 million-year-old Biyuexia burning wood. "

The boy was quite shocked, and even the craftsman looked at Ning Qing a few more times, and said with emotion: "This is also a chance, you are lucky."

"Where is it?" Ning Qing smiled, and couldn't hide the pride all over her body, her tone was more modest, "It's all thanks to my friend who joined the Yuxu Sect, I just got his credit."

Saying this, Ning Qing puffed out her chest on purpose, the proud look on her face flashed away, leaving only a deliberately suppressed reserve.

The refiner and the servant suddenly realized, and their attitudes became more and more friendly. The refiner even showed a little smile on his face, and handed over a jade slip: "It would be a pity not to engrave some formations on it to make magic weapons with such good materials. I have There are quite a few suitable formations, you might as well choose a few, I will give you half the price."

Ning Qing was stunned for a moment, with a troubled look on her face, she looked at the jade slip with great pain, and said hesitantly: "This... it's better not to use it, Senior Brother Zheng just said that it is enough to refine the embryo—"

The voice stopped abruptly, and Ning Qing looked at the craftsman and the servant vigilantly, seeing that they didn't intend to ask more questions, she cleared her throat embarrassingly, and said firmly that she didn't need it.

The craftsman nodded, thinking that it is no wonder that such a simple magic weapon has to be refined by an intermediate craftsman. It was originally used as a weapon embryo. It seems that "Senior Brother Zheng" knows a lot.

The boy didn't care, he had stayed in Lingya for a long time, and the embryos that many people didn't know were common in his eyes, and there was nothing unusual at all, which didn't arouse his interest at all.

As for Ning Qing, she wore a mask called Xing Xing on her face, and she was very disapproving in her heart.

Originally, all of this was deliberately guided by him to cover up the secret of the gavel. Now seeing the expressions of these two people, he knew that he had successfully performed today's scene again.

With three inches of Biyuexia burnt wood as a reward, the three parties reached an agreement with their own minds. Ning Qing signed a contract with the craftsman, agreeing to come back to pick up the finished product in three days, and the young man led the way out of the small attic.

Holding Ning Gousheng's body and walking out of the gate of Lingya, Ning Qing saw at a glance that the man identified by Ning Gousheng as a ghost cultivator just now was still standing there, holding the folding fan that was emitting gray light in his veined right hand. Looking up at the plaque on Lingya.

Probably aware of Ning Qing's gaze, the man suddenly moved his head and looked straight at Ning Qing.

The moment their eyes met, Ning Qing saw that the man's dark eyes were extremely deep, without any light, as if nothing could leave traces inside.

All sounds and colors disappeared without a trace in these eyes. Ning Qing was startled, and before she could move her eyes away, a cyan fire suddenly lit up in the man's dark eyes, and it spread out in the blink of an eye. , dyed his eyes into a strange gray.

The overwhelming coercion came to Ning Qing from this moment. Ning Qing's figure became unsteady, and she immediately took two steps back, leaning against the wall of Lingya, and looked at him with her head panting in a daze.

Master, wake up!

Ning Gousheng's call made Ning Qing tremble, the pressure on her body dissipated immediately, and her mind suddenly became clear.

Realizing something, Ning Qing's complexion was ugly, and her light-colored eyes were full of cold light, staring fixedly at the man who suddenly made a move.

Seeing Ning Qing like this, the man opened a gentle smile, looked at him with lingering eyes, nodded slightly, and then turned into clouds of mist, which disappeared into the hard bluestone slabs under his feet without warning.

Ning Qing watched the man run away like a mouse coldly, but the crowd around him didn't seem to respond at all. Only a few monks who passed by Ning Qing looked at him a little more curiously, and the others didn't seem to know what just happened. What is the same.

He did it on purpose.

Ning Qing clearly realized that the man's actions today were probably aimed at attracting his attention, and even suspected that the strong man who pushed him before was also in the same group as the man.

He didn't know if the man and the strong man took the opportunity to do something to him, and he didn't know what their ultimate purpose was, but he couldn't help thinking about it to the ghost repair cave outside Luyang City.

This may be wrong.

With a slight flash in his eyes, Ning Qing remained silent, maintaining his superficial composure and left Tianhe Eighth Alley, only tightly clenched Ning Gou's left hand revealed his uneasy mood at the moment.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

If Ning Qing travels back to modern times, what can he do without primary school graduation?

Ning Qing: Do you believe that I can be an actor?

Deacon A, B, and C who have been scammed, and merchants A, B, and C who have been scammed: ...

Ning Gousheng had a calm face: Master's words are never wrong.

A, B, and C who were blinded: Goofy man!

Stupid author: Goofy dog, it's really a dog man.